| Song | Department of Forseeable Outcomes |
| Artist | The Lovely Sparrows |
| Album | Bury the Cynics |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Jones | |
| I planted some trees | |
| They were so fragile they snapped in the breeze | |
| Said, prove me wrong | |
| Come back in the summer when the freeze is gone | |
| So I tossed out some seeds | |
| Over my shoulder in the careless breeze | |
| If I could find a careless breeze | |
| So I called the department of forseeable outcomes | |
| They said "You should've known better." | |
| I said "Yeah, but I moved here for the weather." | |
| I've held on tight, crooked hearts don't beat right | |
| I've blistered hands in the furnace, love, and I'd do it again | |
| If I thought I could set yours towards mine | |
| But I have seen the days of my quite life | |
| Put subside for the church and I don't see why | |
| You'll bury them in so deeply | |
| Don't bury them so deeply | |
| Don't bury them |
| zuo qu : Jones | |
| I planted some trees | |
| They were so fragile they snapped in the breeze | |
| Said, prove me wrong | |
| Come back in the summer when the freeze is gone | |
| So I tossed out some seeds | |
| Over my shoulder in the careless breeze | |
| If I could find a careless breeze | |
| So I called the department of forseeable outcomes | |
| They said " You should' ve known better." | |
| I said " Yeah, but I moved here for the weather." | |
| I' ve held on tight, crooked hearts don' t beat right | |
| I' ve blistered hands in the furnace, love, and I' d do it again | |
| If I thought I could set yours towards mine | |
| But I have seen the days of my quite life | |
| Put subside for the church and I don' t see why | |
| You' ll bury them in so deeply | |
| Don' t bury them so deeply | |
| Don' t bury them |
| zuò qǔ : Jones | |
| I planted some trees | |
| They were so fragile they snapped in the breeze | |
| Said, prove me wrong | |
| Come back in the summer when the freeze is gone | |
| So I tossed out some seeds | |
| Over my shoulder in the careless breeze | |
| If I could find a careless breeze | |
| So I called the department of forseeable outcomes | |
| They said " You should' ve known better." | |
| I said " Yeah, but I moved here for the weather." | |
| I' ve held on tight, crooked hearts don' t beat right | |
| I' ve blistered hands in the furnace, love, and I' d do it again | |
| If I thought I could set yours towards mine | |
| But I have seen the days of my quite life | |
| Put subside for the church and I don' t see why | |
| You' ll bury them in so deeply | |
| Don' t bury them so deeply | |
| Don' t bury them |